My Everything - Seth & Amber

by Melanie Shawn

  “Yes,” she said with a soft, anxious sigh.

  “Show me,” he decisively instructed.

  His rough voice and provocative request sent a shock of acute pleasure straight to the crux of her thighs. A flash of heat spread through her like a wildfire at the thought of him watching her while she pleasured herself.

  Okay. She could do this. It was Seth. She trusted him completely. Her hand shook as it moved over her hip. She felt her belly quiver as she ran her hand across it. Her skin was soft beneath her touch.

  Her palm grazed over the small, manicured patch of hair above her core, sending a zinging sensation straight up her arm. Go time. Her heart beat even faster as she spread her legs to accommodate her hand. She tried to steady her breath as her hand moved lower, her fingers brushing the moist heat of her sex.

  An appreciative groan escaped Seth’s mouth and it was all the encouragement she needed to carry out his seductive command. In fact, now that she was committed, she was kind of getting into the spirit of it. She smiled a little to herself. She thought that she could give him quite a show.

  Closing her eyes, Amber concentrated on the wicked arousal she felt as she explored her female flesh under Seth’s watchful eyes. Gliding her fingertips over her soft, damp lips, she spread her wetness over the hood of her sex. She reveled in the increasing pleasure that built in her core from the deliciously sensual act she was performing.

  Slowly rubbing her finger in circles around her sensitive pleasure button, she teased herself until she felt her body tightening as it strained towards release. Only then did she rub the pad of her finger over her swollen nub. She steadily increased the pressure causing her inner muscles to begin pulsing, tingles spread through her like a rushing river.

  Suddenly she felt the couch dip and she opened her eyes to see Seth had moved closer to her. He now sat only an arm’s reach away. His eyes trained on her feminine core. Still looking completely contained. Controlled.

  As she stared at his crystal blue eyes watching her intently her breathing quickened as her body coiled in pleasure. She knew she was on the verge of an orgasm. She was so close. Her hips began moving against her finger as she continued applying delicious friction to her distended nub.

  Seth calmly reached up and placed his hand on her bent knee, spreading her legs farther apart. Slowly he moved his hand down her leg as he caressed her inner thigh. When he reached the apex between her legs he dragged his index finger to the center of her primed body. He then began intimately massaging the base of her moist sex.

  At his touch her body exploded with white hot bursts of pleasure. Her eyes shut and she heard herself cry out as her back arched into his touch and her head fell back against her pillow. He continued the illicit strokes of his finger on her delicate flesh as she rode all the way to the crescendo of her climax.

  Her head was still spinning as she felt herself coming down from the peak of bliss. Slowly she became aware of her audible breathing, coming in short pants. Before she even had a chance to lift her head or open her eyes she felt the warm heat of Seth’s mouth replace his hand. He slid his tongue in brazen strokes up and down her swollen sex. Her body once again came alive with passion, growing more and more urgent with each hot pass of his tongue.

  Her body jerked at the overwhelming sensations that his talented mouth was causing. She moved her hands and threaded them through his soft thick hair, squeezing tightly to anchor herself as she felt his tongue languorously lick along her slick opening.

  “Seth,” his name came out part whimper, part plea.

  A growl of male hunger vibrated through him as he moved up and covered her pleasure bud with his mouth. As he softly licked her nub, highly sensitized from her recent release, she felt a thick finger press inside of her. Her body immediately began contracting at the erotic intrusion.

  He moved his finger slowly at first, pushing in then pulling out of her tight warmth, and all the while he continued laving his tongue across the very tip of her feminine nerve endings. Amber felt her inner walls begin to flutter quickly around his finger just as Seth began sliding his finger in and out faster. Ecstasy whipped through her with hurricane-like force as her body convulsed from the sheer power of her release.

  Seth kept his mouth on her, drawing out her climax until he had wrung every last ounce of pleasure possible from it. Her body fell, limp, into the soft cushions of the couch. All of the tension and stress that she had been carrying around the past month, maybe even the past years, had drained out of her. She felt totally…relaxed. At peace.

  Her heavy-lidded eyes opened to find Seth sitting up beside her, his composure completely intact. She tried to access his unreadable features. The only hint that anything even remotely hot and sexual had just occurred was the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

  Oh, and the raging hard-on pushing up against his sweats. There was that, too.

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  Seth sat still, attempting to get his breathing under control. That was not an easy task with Amber sprawled beside him on the couch, half-naked, and the sweet taste of her essence still on his lips.

  He needed to stand up. Go in his room. Shut the door. This shouldn’t go any further.

  He had needed to touch her. To taste her. To see the look of ecstasy on her face that he put there. And he had done that. But that is where this encounter needed to end.

  Over the past week had intentionally not kept protection in his apartment for this very reason. Now he was glad he had taken the extra precaution. Because if he had a condom he would be inside of her. Right now.

  Knowing that it wouldn’t get any easier the longer he stayed beside her, he quickly stood saying a low, “Goodnight.”

  Amber immediately sat up and her felt her slender fingers wrap around his hand. Her tender touch stopped him up short.

  “Where are you going?”

  “To bed,” he growled.

  Her eyebrows shot up, “Seriously?”

  “Yes.”

  “Why?” her voice sounded not only confused but also…vulnerable.

  He stayed there. Staring at down at her, not knowing what to say. After a few moments he felt his eyes drifting down to her lush sex.

  At his assessing gaze she pulled her tank top down over her lap. The motion did have the desired effect of covering her glistening flesh but it also caused her full breasts to almost spill out of the thin material.

  A jolt shot of desire shot through him.

  She was amazing. She was beautiful. She was sexy as hell.

  He hated the feeling that welled up in him at the thought that she felt like she needed to cover herself in front of him.

  “I don’t have a condom,” he stated hoping she would understand.

  Instead of taking his statement as a deterrent she just shook her head dismissively before saying, “I’ve been on the Pill since I was sixteen,” her eyes met his and he saw they were brimming with tenderness and passion, “and I trust you.”

  Those words, those three small words, meant more to Seth than Amber could know. His heart cracked open even further as they washed over him.

  His body, however, immediately responded to the first part of her statement. It was like she was speaking directly to his dick when she had said she was on the Pill, and it had responded with an enthusiastic, “Good enough for me!”

  His head fell back as he looked up at the ceiling, attempting to rein in his body's physical and emotional reaction.

  Seth wasn’t ruled by his heart or his hormones. He had always made decisions based on facts. And the fact was, if they took this further than it had already gone, it would get muddy. Complicated. Possibly even out of control. All things Seth had made a strict policy to avoid.

  Now he just needed to make that fact clear to Amber. He looked down at her and as he did she must have taken his silence as indecision because she reached beneath the hem of her tank top and pulled it over her head. She sat before him, her full and creamy breasts bare, rising and falling with he
r labored breathing.

  His mind went blank.

  “There are some things,” her tongue slipped out as she licked her plump lips, her eyes shining bright with arousal, “that we definitely don’t need a condom for.”

  And with that suggestive observation she reached up and pulled his sweats down his legs, freeing his straining erection. Without giving it a second thought Seth reached behind him and yanked his shirt off. Standing before Amber, totally nude, as her eyes greedily scanned his body was a heady experience.

  She scooted off the couch and dropped to her knees. Reaching out she wrapped her long thin fingers around his steel-hard shaft, squeezing firmly as she ran her hands up and down his thick length. His member throbbed beneath her touch and a bead of clear moisture appeared at the crevice of his engorged tip. Leaning forward Amber stroked her tongue across it before sealing her lips around him and enveloping him in her hot, wet mouth.

  Watching her take him in her mouth, feeling the slick heat of her tongue as she increased the pressure with every suctioning stroke caused a hot rush of unrestrained pleasure to spread through his veins like lava exploding from a volcano.

  Amber was a living, breathing male erotic fantasy come to life. Seth had always enjoyed blow-jobs but this was so much more than that. It felt as if Amber was doing more than just pleasuring him, it felt as though she was making love to him with her mouth.

  He reached down and entwined his fingers with her hair. Her eyes looked up to meet his with a heavy-lidded gaze. He knotted his fingers, pulling her silken locks tight. A soft, needy moan escaped her as he guided his throbbing erection in and out of her beautiful mouth. His length vibrated from her humming moans as she continued moving up and down his shaft with tantalizing pulls.

  “Damn, that feels good,” his rough voice sounded distant as he soared to a higher level of sensual sensation than he ever thought was possible.

  Seth swallowed a groan as his thin thread of control shattered. His balls began tightening as a roaring urgency swept through him. He released her hair and grabbed her shoulders pulling her up as he bent down, crushing his mouth against hers. They met in a wild coupling. He ravished her with his tongue. She met him stroke for stroke.

  Taming their frenzied passion he deliberately slowed the pace. He controlled his response until he felt her melt into his kiss. Then he glided his tongue against hers. Softly. Sensuously. He lazily explored her mouth, teasing her senses.

  He felt her nails dig into him as she grabbed onto is shoulders, rubbing her body against his. He moved his hands down her arms and around her back. Continuing down, he spread his hands, gripping her hips tightly. She moaned and he felt her body trembling against him. The intimacy of this kiss overwhelmed him.

  He wanted to lay her down and make slow, sweet, passionate love to her, but if he did that, he wasn’t sure he could deal with the aftermath. He knew one thing with absolute certainty though, he needed her.

  He was past the point of caring whether or not he had a condom. He had never, never, had sex without using one. Not as a horny teen and certainly not as a grown man.

  Amber said she was on the pill. And the truth was, he trusted her. Completely.

  Knowing that he could give them what they both desperately needed without losing himself he broke their kiss and quickly turned her around. His arm wrapped tightly around her waist as his other brushed the hair off the side of her neck. He leaned his head down and stroked his tongue from the base of her neck up to her sweet spot right below her ear. His steel hard erection was nuzzled firmly against her backside. The sensuous friction caused an all-consuming need to spiral through him.

  She moved even closer to him as she let out a needy moan, “Seth.”

  Damn, he loved hearing her say his name. He slid one hand down the smooth soft skin of her torso to the side of her waist, his fingers pressing firmly against her hip bone. Keeping her exactly where he wanted her. He moved his other hand up over her ribcage cupping her heavy breast in his hand as he continued peppering her neck with unrelenting kisses.

  Squeezing and kneading the swell of her breast he moved his fingers taking her puckered nipples between his fingers. Rolling and pinching them until she began trembling with need.

  “Seth, please,” she begged.

  “Please what?” he asked his voice smoky with passion.

  “I need you,” desperation laced her voice as she placed her hand over his, joining him as he erotically massaged her breast. With a soft sigh she pleaded, “Please.”

  Tightening his fingers against her hip he tilted her pelvis as he brought his other hand to her back pressing it down. She willingly complied with his manual manipulation and stretched forward, draping herself across the arm of the couch.

  His groin ached with carnal need from the visual display laid out in front of him.

  “Spread your legs,” he firmly commanded, gripping her backside roughly.

  Immediately she did as he had asked. His eyes followed the curve of her back down to her firm, round ass. Her wet heat glistened between her long, toned legs.

  He took his manhood in his hand and, moving forward, he positioned the swollen head at her slick opening. Slowly he ran it up and down the wet seam of her lips until her thighs began to quiver. He pushed the broad head of his sex slowly into her tight, moist passage.

  He felt her inner muscles immediately contract around him. The sensation caused him to swell even larger. His brow grew damp with perspiration.

  As he gripped her hips, he slowly worked his way into her snug warmth. Her body clamped tight around him as buried himself as far as her body would allow him to go.

  She felt amazing. Her body tightly wrapped around him, pulsing against his throbbing shaft.

  The breath left his lungs as he hissed, “Fuck, you are so tight.”

  “You feel so good inside of me,” she said through ragged breaths as she pushed her hips against him, arching her back up.

  Seth’s heart beat wildly. A primal lust raged inside of him. He already felt the close to the edge.

  He leaned forward, taking her hair in his fist, tugging her closer to him while his other hand gripped her hip tightly. He whispered into her ear, “This is not going to be slow. I am going to take you hard and fast. Is that what you want?”

  There was a sensual catch of her breath as her hips bucked at his candid words. She breathed, “Yes. Yes.”

  Standing up straight he wrapped his large hands around her hips, digging his fingers into her soft skin as he pulled out of her swollen sex then pushed back in, deeper than before. He felt her arousal growing as he slid back out before pressing harder, driving into her all the way to the base of his shaft.

  He repeated his deep, endless strokes until he felt her inner muscles start to milk him. Her entire body began trembling as she said his name over and over again. Her legs began shaking and he gripped her hips tighter to hold her up.

  He drove into her with a ruthless, demanding passion as she cried out in release and he felt a rush of liquid heat. Then with one last surge into her tight, wet heat, he let himself go as a mind-blowing, shuddering orgasm ripped through him.

  Tremors continued to radiate through him as he came down from his powerful release, still feeling mindless with pleasure. Seth had always enjoyed sex, thoroughly. But never in his life had he felt that level of sensual gratification.

  As he slowly pulled out of Amber’s lush sex, he instantly missed the connection. Amber sighed as she turned and fell onto the couch, looking exhausted.

  She looked up at him as a small smile played on her lips. “I never thought anything could be better than the night we spent in DC. I’m not usually wrong, but I'm the first to admit it when I am. And I was absolutely, unequivocally wrong. That was…I don’t even think there are words to describe that.”

  As Seth looked at Amber while she rambled, he couldn’t help but smile at the fact that she did not like any kind of silences that she perceived as awkward. She caught him smilin
g down at her and her eyes widened as she smiled even bigger, “What?”

  “You’re cute,” he said, explaining his expression.

  She scrunched her nose. “If you say so.”

  Damn, she was so beautiful. Sexy. Smart. Talented. Cute. Everything he could ever want. He felt his chest ache with…love. He needed to leave. He reached down, grabbing his sweats, and he once again felt her fingers wrap around his hand.

  “Stay with me. Just tonight. I know this doesn’t change anything.”

  He knew he shouldn’t. His mind was telling him to grab his clothes and go to his room.

  Sensing his indecision, her eyes lit brightly as she tilted her head, “If you do, I promise I won’t sneak out in the middle of the night.”

  He shook his head as smile spread across his face. “Smart ass.”

  “I totally own up to being a smart ass,” her lips pursed, “but cute, not so much.”

  Seth laid down beside her and pulled her close to him, her body aligning perfectly with his. She sighed as he felt her melt against him.

  He knew he shouldn’t get used to this. Holding her in his arms. The sweet smell of her hair. But for tonight, he wasn't going to worry about the future. They may not be able to be together long-term, but tonight she was his.

  Chapter Twenty-four

  Amber was trying not to smile from ear to ear as she sat at the large table in the back room of The Grill during Alex and Jamie’s rehearsal dinner. She was pretty sure that her cheeks were going to be sore by the end of the day. She couldn’t help it. Last night had been amazing.

  It was even better than the night in the hotel room, and she never would have thought that was humanly possible! It was as if all of those years of dreaming and fantasizing about Seth (aka Mystery Man) had been like eight solid years of foreplay.

  She smiled to herself as she felt a blush creeping up her cheeks. Yep. Eight solid years of foreplay could sure lead to one hell of an explosive climax.

  Or more than one.

  “Any news on the break-ins?” Katie asked, bringing Amber crashing back down to reality as she sat down beside her.